In the garage, the cold air thickened instantly, and the lights flickered as if the whole space was suffocating. Under everyone's gaze, an evil spirit mask floating mid-air trembled slightly, emanating bone-chilling yin energy. Then, a figure emerged slowly from the darkness—a humanoid shape shrouded in black mist, features indistinguishable.
"Hehehe…"
A strange laugh echoed in the garage, so yin-cold it made their scalps tingle.
"I was wondering who had the nerve to survive the plot at Q Restaurant..." The ghost cultivator shrouded in black mist raised its head slowly, its voice dripping with mockery. "So it's the descendant of Zhang Daozun and a mediocre warlock."
Master Lei's brow twitched—he sensed the insult but dared not retort.
"Even better." The ghost cultivator's tone suddenly turned icy. "I'll send all you meddlers to the underworld right here!"
Before the words faded, the garage transformed. Countless pitch-black humanoid shadows crawled from the walls, floors, and car bodies, twisting and writhing, eyes glowing with eerie light like the stare of lost souls.
"Look out!" Zhang Luo shouted, making a hand gesture. The compass spun fast and shot out golden light to protect the police and guards.
"Dammit, not these things again?!" Pan Jie reacted quickly, stepping back.
Uncle Wei already drew his gun and fired at the shadows, but the bullets passed through harmlessly. "Bullets don't work?! Ugh, next time I'm bringing a peachwood sword or a bucket of black black dog blood!" His face paled.
Master Lei posed theatrically and threw a yellow talisman. "Demon, perish!" The talisman glowed golden as it hurtled toward the ghost cultivator, only for the black mist to surge and snuff out the flame like it was swallowed whole. Master Lei's eyes widened.
"This… isn't right…"
The ghost cultivator sneered, flicking a finger. The evil spirit mask behind him vibrated violently, and the next moment, countless shadows lunged at the group!
"Ah!" Bodyguards barely drew their weapons before being swallowed by shadows, their screams cut short.
"Miss Zhang!" a policeman cried, turning to her—but a pitch-black hand pierced his chest. Blood pooled on the floor, his face still frozen in terror.
"Damn!" Pan Jie tried to run, but shadows wrapped around her legs and pulled her down. Uncle Wei tried to drag her out, but more shadows swarmed in and swallowed him up!
"Not good!" Zhang Luo tried to activate the compass again, but shadows closed in. Master Lei, sweating profusely, spun to flee—only to feel a cold, claw-like hand clamp around his throat.
"Cough… cough…"
In less than thirty seconds, everyone lay fallen.
The ghost cultivator stood in the mist, eyes mocking. "Fools. No better than ants."
Just as it gloated, the air rippled strangely. In an instant, Zhang Luo, Pan Jie, Uncle Wei, Master Lei, and even the police and bodyguards began to blur, their forms melting into thin air.
"What?!" The ghost cultivator's eyes widened; it whirled around.
"Damn! A trap!"
"Hum…"
A surge of tremendous ghostly aura erupted—the world of Ghost Domain descended!
Lin Yuan materialized, right hand outstretched, emerald ghost fire blazing in his palm. His left hand firmly gripped the evil spirit mask.
"Crack."
The mask broke, letting out messy yin energy.
Zhang Luo looked at the ghost cultivator coldly. "Answer my questions, and I won't kill you."
Master Lei lay unconscious, face ashen.
Meanwhile, the live-stream chat exploded:
[Is this guy a fake Taoist?]
[Master Lei went down already? He didn't even do anything!]
[Wake up, Master! Don't pass out!]
Blood dribbled from the ghost cultivator's mouth, its eyes frenzied. "Hehehe... Ghost Domain tricks? Ah... so it's you..." It hacked up blood, voice hoarse and icy. "Absurd... A carelessly placed pawn... turned out to be my undoing?"
The next moment, its body began to swell!
"Get back!" Zhang Luo's face paled.
"Seriously? Again?!" Pan Jie cursed, grabbing Uncle Wei and retreating.
BOOM!!
The garage shuddered under a tidal wave of ghostly energy—but as the ghost cultivator expected to disintegrate, it realized… it was still here.
No, something was off…
Its soul was still there! And the space around had completely changed.
Emerald ghost fires burned like chains, trapping its soul. Lin Yuan stood across from it, eyes icy.
"Fortunately, I'm a Ghost General now," Lin Yuan said slowly. "In my Ghost Domain... how can you possibly escape?"
Finally, the ghost cultivator realized... it was trapped.
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停车库内,阴冷的气息瞬间浓郁,灯光忽明忽暗,整个空间仿佛被扭曲.
在众人的注视下,一只漂浮在半空的恶灵面具微微颤动,散发出刺骨的阴气.紧接着,一道身影自黑暗中缓缓浮现,那是一个全身被黑雾笼罩,看不清五官的人形存在.
"呵呵呵..."
一阵怪笑声回荡在停车库内,阴冷得令人头皮发麻.
"我还以为是谁有那么大的本事,能从Q饭店的暗局活下来..." 那黑雾缠绕的邪鬼修缓缓抬头,声音带着一丝戏谑. "原来是张道尊的后人,还有一个半吊子的术士啊."
雷大师眉头一跳,直觉这话是在骂他,但又不敢反驳.
"这样也好." 邪鬼修语气忽然一沉,"我就在这里,把你们这些碍手碍脚的,一起送下去!"
话音未落,整个停车库瞬间变了.
无数漆黑的人形阴影自墙壁,地面,车身浮现,扭曲着,攀爬着,眼中闪烁着幽暗的光芒,像是亡魂的凝视.
"小心!" 张洛低喝一声,手中掐诀,罗盘瞬间旋转,飞出一道金光护住警察和保镖们.
"md,又是这些鬼东西!?" 潘洁反应也算快,立刻往后退了一步.
伟叔已经拿出枪,对着那些黑影扣动扳机,可子弹穿透过去,什么也没打中.
"子弹没用!?靠,下次我还是多带把桃木剑,或者直接随身背桶黑狗血吧." 伟叔脸色大变.
雷大师倒是气势十足,抬手甩出一道黄符,"妖孽受死!"
符箓燃烧着金光飞向邪鬼修,然而下一秒,那黑雾一卷,符箓直接熄灭,如同被吞噬了一般.
雷大师瞳孔猛地一缩.
"这... 这不对劲..."
邪鬼修冷笑,手指微动,身后的恶灵面具突然震动,下一刻,无数阴影扑向众人!
"啊!" 保镖们才刚拔出武器,便被阴影淹没,惨叫声戛然而止.
"张小姐!" 一个警察惊恐地看向张洛,下一秒,一只漆黑的手穿透了他的胸膛,血液顺着地面流淌,他的脸上还残留着未散的惊恐.
"草!" 潘洁也想跑,但黑影瞬间蔓延,她脚下一沉,整个人被狠狠地拖了进去.
伟叔拼命想把人拉出来,可下一秒,更多的黑影扑上来,将他整个人吞没!
"不好!" 张洛想要再次催动罗盘,可阴影已经包围过来.
雷大师更是满头冷汗,他猛然转身,想要后退,可刚迈出一步,脖子就被一只漆黑的手掌掐住.
"咳... 咳..."
所有人,在短短不到半分钟的时间,全部倒下了.
邪鬼修站在黑雾之中,眼中满是戏谑.
"愚蠢."
"也不过如此."
就在邪鬼修洋洋得意之际,空气忽然扭曲了一下.
下一秒,原本倒下的张洛,潘洁,伟叔,雷大师,乃至那些警察和保镖们的身影,竟然开始变得透明,缓缓化作虚无.
"什么?!" 邪鬼修瞳孔猛缩,猛然回头.
"不好!中计了!"
"嗡..."
一股磅礴的鬼气陡然爆发,鬼蜮的世界降临!
林远的身影浮现,右手伸出,幽绿色的鬼火在掌心熊熊燃烧,而他另一只手,稳稳地捏住了那只恶灵面具.
"咔嚓."
面具碎裂,阴煞之气四散而逃.
张洛冷冷地看着邪鬼修,缓缓开口:"我问,你答.我还能留你一命."
雷大师已经晕倒在地,脸色惨白.
与此同时,直播的弹幕疯狂刷屏.
[我追的是个假道士?]
[雷大师这就倒了?还没出手呢?]
[别睡啊大师!快醒醒!]
邪鬼修嘴角溢出鲜血,咬着牙,眼中闪过疯狂之色.
"呵呵呵... 鬼蜮的幻觉么?啊... 是你..." 他低笑,随即吐出一口血,声音沙哑而阴冷:
"可笑... 一个随手落下的棋子,居然成了我的劫数?"
下一刻,他的身体开始膨胀!
"快退!" 张洛脸色剧变.
"靠,又来?" 潘洁忍不住爆了句粗口,立刻抓住伟叔往后撤.
轰!!
整个停车库被恐怖的鬼气冲击,然而,就在邪鬼修以为自己已经彻底消失之时,他忽然发现...自己还在.
不,不对...
他的灵魂还在!
而且,周围的空间,已经彻底变了.
幽绿色的鬼火在四周燃烧,如同锁链般将他的灵魂围困其中.
林远站在他的对面,眼神冰冷.
"还好,我现在是鬼将." 林远缓缓开口,"在我的鬼蜮内,你如何能逃..."
邪鬼修终于意识到... 自己被困住了!